Mean customer is mean!
Sometimes mean people are mean to me on the phone and it makes me sad :(
Today has been pretty great, other than that. Scott made it safely to Sault St. Marie (and even got another call for another interview on the way!) and had a really great interview. He feels like everything went well, that they liked him and that he would fit in well at the school. Tomorrow I am off so I’ll be leaving at 6:30 to go to Algonac with him for a second interview at 9:00am! Other things that are great about today are:
-I have drank lots of water
-I had a healthy whole wheat pita with some phosphate-free deli meat, and lots of chopped veggies for lunch
-I had an awesome healthy breakfast smoothie, which I finally figured out how to single-portion, instead of making (and then drinking) a huge blenderful of goodness
-I have vinyasa yoga (the ultimate in stress relief and forgetting your problems!) at 5:30
-Work is almost over
-The weather is amazing
-I am running my heater and listening to music because I am all alone in the office today so nobody can judge my lame (read: awesome) music choices or need for an under-desk heater on a 73* day in June
-I have groceries to pick up after work, which means slumming around the grocery store in sweaty yoga gear (can you say victory lap?) and listening to music on my headphones
Mean customer, you will NOT ruin my day!!!!
FITBLR STARTING OUT. REBLOG, IF YOUR A FITSPO/HEALTHY BLOG
THIS! I need to remember this!
I’m so tired of people saying they have all of these disorders.
stopbitching-and-dosomething:
“I have OCD”
“I have ADHD”
“I have ADD”
“I’m bipolar”
“I have depression”
“I’m germophobic”
“I have insomnia”
Really, no, I bet you don’t. So shut up.
Especially insomnia. Just because you stay up late being an idiot and don’t sleep enough does not make you an insomniac. It makes you irresponsible. That’s all.
weagreednottolietoeachother:
fiveguysnandosandcarrots:
ratherdielaughing:
Wow this was great.
FUCKING. THIS.
You tell that bitch like it is.
SOMEONE GET MILLY A FEW RAWST BERRIES BECAUSE THAT WAS A MAJOR BURN.
Reblogging every time it’s on my dash
dieee bitch!!
I love nice people. :)
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Oooh, someone get Milly some ice for that burn.
HAHAHAHA
whatta bitch, she needs a serious reality check.
YES. Just. YES. You got what you deserved BITCH!
I hate mean people! This rocks.
It’s boo-k-min. NOT boochmin, bachmin or Buchanan. Screw everyone.
Update :)
Algonac called Scott and scheduled a second interview! Already! :)
He’ll be going in on Tuesday for that, after driving 6 hours each way to Sault St. Marie for Monday’s interview. PHEW! I sure hope he gets a job, because he is missing a ton of work and spending a ton of money on gas for this not to go anywhere!
WOOHOO! :D
Trying To Remember
that going to get a snickers bar or skipping yoga will NOT make me feel better, and it will in fact probably make me feel worse.
Nothing like a high weigh in and an inch gained back on my butt to make a girl feel like crawling back under the covers :(
Scotty had another interview today, this time in Algonac. He said its a gorgeous little town, a bit bigger than Vassar, and right on the water. They were/are considering him both for a social studies & special ed position. That should kinda give him a leg up, because there is nothing a school likes better than filling 2 teacher positions for the price of 1! Scott said it went quite well, but it was just a very basic first interview and that the school will be starting second, more detailed interviews next week. Here’s hoping!
Seriously. Profane but oh so true.
strongyetskinny:
OMG NIKE TRAINERS STOP SHOWING UP ON MY DASH I WANT YOU SO BAD
ooooooooooh prettyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Deadline
I made myself a deadline. I’m a very quantitative person, I need lists and facts and figures and structure. So I drew a line in the sand.
Labor Day. September 3.
That is the day I will pause, turn around, and reflect on all the changes this summer, and this past year has brought to me, and to Scott & I, and to our families.
By then I think we’ll have moved. I’ll have worked on over a dozen wedding receptions. Scott will likely have a new job. We’ll have a new apartment - maybe even a house - in a new city somewhere in Michigan or maybe even in another state. We’ll be talking about a baby, about big plans for us. I’ll be looking for a new job… or not. We’ll be setting up a new household. Finding new grocery stores to go to, yoga studios to join, bike trails to ride, and a new church to call home. Painting, cleaning, reorganizing, purging our old crap. Missing family & old friends, making new ones and settling in to our new life.
I just have to make it until then. Keep my head down, eat smart, get enough sleep, keep running, keep working out, and then on September 3 I’ll see the fruits of my labor on my body, and in my life. Here goes.
